Chapter 64 Bdsm 13

• Diana's POV - I hate these ubiquitous little rituals. I kissed his cock through his cloth jeans. He wore a leather jacket with matching leather gloves as a substitute and I cuddled his hand as he stroked me. "Good night," I said.
• It was breathless and he laughed. "Good night, sweetheart. Come to me, my little bunny. Stop teasing me." Well said.
• He manipulated me, interested in the little sparks of pain as he used a hand in my hair to manipulate me. "Master, I am sorry I turned into a pain in the ass."